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If there was anything Adonis Vivaldi thought would tame him, it definitely wasn't matters of the heart. But when he meets a certain sweet and fiesty red head, All manner of control and restraint seems to chalk out of the picture.

Fresh out of college, Yavannah Constantine moves to Italy to stay with her brother only to find herself under the sensuous and unnerving gaze of her brothers boss. She cannot explain neither can she deny her bodies reaction to this irresistible man.

A unplanned encounter causing a spark that would burn for years or would the mischievous and sly hand of fate douse what was yet to bloom.

His Saving grace

Yavannah Constantine

I smoothed my hands over the deep emerald fabric of my dress, feeling the luxurious silk beneath my fingers. The dress hugged my curves perfectly, accentuating my figure without feeling too tight. I glanced at the sweetheart neckline in the mirror, appreciating how it highlighted my collarbone while maintaining a tasteful allure.

The delicate, thin straps rested gently on my shoulders, giving the dress a touch of delicacy. I admired the intricate beadwork on the bodice, which shimmered subtly under the soft lighting, catching the eye just enough without being too flashy. The cinched waistline emphasized my slender figure before the dress flared out slightly, falling in soft, fluid lines that swished gently as I moved.

Chapter 17 -Dinner Party.